Axton

Posts : 23660Join date : 2011-03-09Age : 24

Mars grabbed his heavy dufflebags. One contained all of his dug up hunting equipment, while the other one contained his clothes. Along with about five pounds of hair scrunchies and hair gel; he was terrified of running out, you see. He slung them over his shoulders, dragging them in from the car.

Though he was apprehensive about living with Priestly, he did trust him to some degree. They had been on a few hunts together, and Mars rather trusted Priestly. Despite his antics, he felt that he could have ended up with a far worse partner. That said, he still despised everything Priestly was. He ignored it, for the most part, but he knew that, deep down, he really hated him.

"I'm going to take a shower and then sleep, okay?" he asked, walking inside.

OtomePeach

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He grabbed Mars's butt as he passed.

"Let me shower with you," he insisted with a wink. "You must be feeling filthy after spending so long on the road--a partner will help you clean the dirt off of every last inch of your body. Trust me, you'll enjoy it." He licked his lips.

OtomePeach

Without waiting for permission, he grabbed the bags from Mars's hands and made his way down the hall, disappearing behind a door on the right side. A loud thump was heard; he emerged seconds later, still smiling.

"Now, you wanted to see the bathroom? What a naughty little Marsy--you're lucky you have such a responsible master." He patted him on the butt and winked.

"Come along, the bathroom is down this way." He held the bathroom door open, gesturing for Mars to go in first.

OtomePeach

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Priestly simply walked into the bathroom and pulled Mars in. He locked the door in one swift movement of his fingers.

"Come here and take off your clothes, Marsy--or do you want help?" He chuckled softly, pulling off his own wife beater. His torso was rather dirty with obvious tan lines, but he was nicely built nonetheless.

"I can't wait to get this grime off--come on, we can wash eachother's backs."

Axton

Posts : 23660Join date : 2011-03-09Age : 24

"Of course I don't need help!" he snapped, looking at Priestly before he realized what a terrible idea that was. He yelped, covering up his eyes. "I'm not going to shower with you, you disgusting homo!!"

He backed up against the door, desperately using his free hand to reach for the handle.